Today was a beautiful day and I was able to spend much of it outside. My youngest son was invited to a classmate’s birthday party and it was the perfect weather for the bouncy house and trampoline. He had so much fun. I left my phone in the car so did not get any photos from the party, but on the way home we passed so many yards filled with dandelions ready to let loose their seeds.

So many dandelions, what a beautiful site. When we got back home we had a couple in our yard as well, although our lawn was just mowed the other day. I’m always conflicted about delaying that first mow for the heath of the bees and other insects that are re establishing themselves after winter, and the impersonal city inspectors who ticket you as soon as your lawn reaches a arbitrary length.

When I first started doing art again as an adult, dandelions were my first subjects. There is just something special about them to me. A link to my childhood, perhaps, with making dandelion necklaces and rubbing the flowers to make yellow markings on our skin and the sidewalk.

Do you have fond memories of dandelion flowers, or do you consider them to be weeds?